"Those who steal fate shall not survive."
"Bang"
When the supreme oracle echoed deep within Tang Qi's soul, in his eyes, the thread of destiny belonging to Sally, which was so close he could almost touch it, silently snapped and disintegrated, turning into gray light points that scattered and, in an instant, Sally's aura completely transformed into nihility.
The force of drag instantly wrapped around Tang Qi's soul, pulling him away from the River of Destiny.
"No!"
As the world turned upside down, Tang Qi returned to his body, and a soul-tearing roar escaped his lips.
He trembled uncontrollably, his body covered with dense gray scars, as if becoming a statue that might shatter at any moment. His features were completely distorted, and for the first time, his eyes showed an intense surge of emotion — despair, collapse.
Uncontainable anger and sorrow completely filled his soul.
Mad thoughts infected his soul like a virus, his originally pure and misty soul suddenly distorted.
